On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

Dazai Osamu slowly finished chewing the balls in his mouth, and sighed: "Girls are full of energy when they get angry!"

"This story tells us a truth—" Qinghuai said, "If a girl is well-dressed and goes out with you on a date, it means that she attaches great importance to this date, and she must not be perfunctory like this."

On the other side, the high school boy said, "I thought I paid for it..."

"But you just forgot—because playing games, anyway, in your eyes, Pokémon is more important than your girlfriend, isn't it?" The girl said sarcastically, "It's like a first date, you take me to your house to play What Three Kingdoms all afternoon?! You stared at the woman's breasts in the game and almost fell out--I was right next to you, and I put on full makeup that day, and you didn't even look at me!"

"Dynasty Warriors, I've been looking for a disc for a long time... And it's Diao Chan! It's the ideal type in every boy's heart—" The boy was stared at, his voice dropped sharply, and he said aggrievedly, "I ask you Yes, I asked you if you were bored, and you said you were not bored..."

"Hello?" Qing Huai interrupted the interaction between the couple, because he felt that if he didn't intervene, the boy seemed to be so guilty that he was about to cry.

The girl turned her head, her eyes turned red, Qing Huai couldn't bear this the most, and hurriedly said: "Do you two guests want to eat? We have a new signature dish, you can try it."

As if grasping at straws, the boy quickly changed the subject, "Thank you, please come for two."

He turned his head, with a helpless expression, he grabbed the girl's shoulder and was dodged, he asked nicely, "Huizi, is there anything else you want to eat?"

The girl shook her head, as if she was still angry, she went to the booth at the bar and sat down, completely ignoring the boy.

The boy scratched his hair, not knowing what to do.

Qing Huai paused, then asked in a low voice: "Would you like a special dessert, your girlfriend might be in a better mood?"

"Please be sure to order one, please." The boy said gratefully, "I also need a glass of iced cola and a glass of strawberry sparkling water."

"Okay, your food will be served in a while."

"Meow ~" Just as Qinghuai opened the curtain and was about to go back to the kitchen, a small yellow-orange figure flashed past his feet, holding a small dried fish that he didn't know where he found in his mouth.

"Ah, cat!" The attention of the girl behind the bar was immediately attracted, and Wangcai jumped straight to the cashier counter and sat down at its exclusive fortune-seeking position, taking a firm position as a local snack.

It may be that the little girl couldn't resist the temptation of the furry creature. The girl felt a little better, took out her mobile phone and took several pictures around the kitten, and asked Osamu Dazai who was making the drink, "Excuse me, can I upload it to Is it on tutu? It will circle the address of the restaurant."

Osamu Dazai replied with a smile, and the boy on the side saw that his girlfriend had finally turned cloudy, so he finally let go of what he raised.

——Just blame the Yuejianshan Restaurant, since there are not enough seats, why do you have to release so many reservations?

The boy took out the advertisement letter from his pocket, frowned and threw it on the table.

Qinghuai made a simple and delicious dessert for the girl, ginger juice and milk.

Both young ginger and milk are high-quality ingredients provided by the system. The young ginger is spicy but not bitter, and the milk is rich and sweet. In order to cater to the taste of girls, he also specially chose acacia honey to make the sweet taste smoother.

Because the bone broth meatballs are ready-made, all dishes are ready in less than 15 minutes.

Qing Huai took it with her own hands.

"What is this? It smells so good!" As soon as the meatballs in bone broth came out, the fragrant smell entered the tip of the nose. This dish caters to the taste of the Japanese. There is no chili, but it is not as bland as many Japanese dishes.

The boy guessed: "Pork bone soup? Stewed meatballs in pork bone soup?"

Qinghuai smiled without saying a word, standing aside and petting the cat.

The soup made from red pork bones is not ordinary pork bone soup. It is even better in terms of freshness and fragrance, not to mention that Qing Huai also added ingredients such as scallops and kombu in it.

The girl wrapped a circle of thick soup with meatballs and put it in her mouth. The meat juice burst instantly and filled her mouth, and the aroma flowed directly into the stomach along the lips and teeth.The meatballs are delicate and solid, completely different from many meatballs I have eaten outside. They are chewed and rubbed between the teeth, tender and bouncy.There is also something like fried chicken popcorn on top of the soup, crunchy, oily and not greasy, she has never tasted this kind of taste!

The boy also showed a very surprised expression. His family is in the catering industry. Although he has never opened a restaurant, he has tasted food in various restaurants of different levels, but there has never been a restaurant that made him feel so addicted. I want to eat everything on the plate in one bite, but I feel very reluctant to eat too fast.

Just like being under strict control by his parents when he was a child, he could only eat one piece of chocolate a week, so he only took a small bite every day, savoring the sweetness of the candy carefully, fearing that it would disappear in a while.

"It's delicious!" The two praised in unison, and then they looked at each other, and they both laughed, as if it was fate that they missed that restaurant just now, and this series of erroneous coincidences made them feel happy here. Such a gem of a restaurant to find in a well-populated old commercial district.

"Sorry, I hurt you just now." The girl smiled sheepishly.

The boy apologized: "It was me who was wrong... Also, Huizi, you are really beautiful today!"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Young people's love is so desirable—" Osamu Dazai lazily said, "It's so wonderful to have someone who is willing to die in love with you."

Qing Huai looked at the man with a face full of horror, not understanding why this guy would combine love and death in his story.

"By the way." Osamu Dazai looked at Qing Huai, "Boss, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Probably..." Qing Huai frowned and thought for a while, "Gentle, kind, optimistic... well, the motivated kind."

"Ah, boss, you are so boring." The man smiled, "What you said is too vague, I was asking if you have any special hobbies - for example, a school girl with black and long straight, a girl with short hair and vitality, Or the wavy Yujie type...or do you like the loli type? No, this is too perverted and like a crime..."

"..." Qing Huai was left speechless by the question.

To be honest, his enlightenment education should be watching island blockbuster movies with a group of boys in high school. Apart from being impressed by the white thighs in action movies, he has never had any special preference for women.Even though his face took advantage of many advantages, there have always been many people who pursued him, but until now he has been single.

"... Probably with long legs?"

"Ah, leg fetish." Dazai Osamu gave Qing Huai a strange label without hesitation, "I didn't expect you to be such a person, boss."

--No, I am not.

"Hey, boss, is this milk pudding?" The girl poked Jiang Zhuangniu with a spoon.

"This is milk with ginger juice, a classic Chinese dessert." Qing Huai explained.

"Hey, did you eat all Chinese food today?" The girl was pleasantly surprised, "I have eaten in Chinatown, and every dish is delicious, except some are quite spicy."

Qing Huai smiled, "As long as you like the guests."

The girl took a spoonful happily, and the ginger juice melted in her mouth when it hit the milk, with a little spicy taste of young ginger, but it was not harsh, and the honey and milk neutralized it very well.It's smoother and tender than pudding, and it doesn't taste the same at all.

"This is delicious too!" The girl fed her boyfriend a spoonful, "Is it delicious?"

"Hmm!" The boy's cheeks were slightly reddish - he used a spoon, isn't this just an indirect kiss with Huizi? !

"...Who is this rose?" Osamu Dazai asked suddenly, staring at the rose that the girl put on hand.

Qinghuai also followed his gaze subconsciously, making people feel strange that it was a withered rose, and how could a boy give such an ominous thing to his lover.

"Ah, this is from that restaurant. Really, in order to trick customers into queuing up to create momentum, they sent roses to every couple..." The boy shrugged his shoulders, his tone a little angry, "We queued for two hours, and even said my I couldn’t enter the restaurant without a second deposit confirmation for the reservation. But he didn’t send me a message at all to ask for a second confirmation! How unlucky!”

The girl also frowned, as if recalling the unpleasant experience just now, the conflict between her and her boyfriend was also caused by this incident, so she couldn't help but feel a little prejudiced against that restaurant.

"Clearly claiming to be a famous chef, yet being so irresponsible!"

"Famous chef?" Qinghuai grasped the key words, and suddenly remembered the white-haired man with sunglasses who appeared in his restaurant a few days ago, and immediately had a bad feeling in his heart——

"What restaurant?"

"Yuejianshan restaurant." The girl said, "It's the restaurant that has been distributing leaflets in the CBD a few days ago. It seems that the chef is the heir of the Yuejianshan family. I heard that he is a genius child prodigy..."

When Osamu Dazai heard the words "Yuejianshan", he glanced at Qinghuai, saw his face changed slightly, and thoughtfully didn't go into it, but said back to business, "Excuse me, can you show me the roses?" ?"

"Of course." The girl handed the rose to the man.

Osamu Dazai picked up the rose, carefully observed the leaves in it, did not speak, but handed the things to Qing Huai.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and at the gesture of the man, he peeled off the overlapping and withered petals——

In the middle of the stamen, there are a bunch of pink spherical particles, like fresh salmon roe, sticky and sticky together, making people feel scalp numb.

—Eggs?

Qing Huai and Dazai Osamu looked at each other.

——But in the middle of winter, how could such a thing appear?

Qinghuai turned to look at the girl, "Has that restaurant been distributing this kind of dried roses all the time?"

"Dried roses?" The girl asked suspiciously, "Although the service in that restaurant is very poor, all the roses are sent out, but they are too fragrant, even a bit pungent..."

Qinghuai froze suddenly.

In his hand, he was holding a delicate and fragrant red rose, which was as fresh as if it had been picked from the garden just a second ago, and there were a few drops of crystal clear morning dew on the tender petals.

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